Thank you for our healthy anger, For the wounds we dared to name, For the words we placed on them like healing balms. Thank you for being the temple of my secrets, The keeper of my childhood, The living proof that we have grown.
Parlons de ce que nous laisse ce voyage. Un souvenir, une pensée, une image, des mots qui résistent à l'oubli! Parlons de cette vie là, qui se vit et qui sévit! une vie qui passe encore et encore et puis qui s'arrête pour toujours!
Thank you for our healthy anger, For the wounds we dared to name, For the words we placed on them like healing balms. Thank you for being the temple of my secrets, The keeper of my childhood, The living proof that we have grown.